All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 451 - Chapter 460

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CHARLOTTE’S POV After Olive and I ended our friendship, I convinced myself Marcus and Olive had some kind of connection, so I avoided him for months—until the night of my debut movie premiere. That evening, congratulations flooded my phone. My brothers filled the group chat Musa had added me to the last time he visited. We had grown closer since then, and their love was overwhelming. I had just replied to their messages when the doorbell rang. Expecting Angela or Emma, I rushed to the door. It was Marcus. He stood there dressed for the evening, holding a bouquet of flowers. He said he understood why I had pulled away. Said he hadn’t pushed because of the date-night incident. Then he asked if he could take me to the premiere. I wanted to refuse, but I saw an opportunity to talk to him about Olive. Inside his car, I brought up Olive immediately. “Who is Olive?” he asked. I laughed in disbelief. “Don’t pretend. You know exactly who she is.” He didn’t. So I described

I MARRIED HIM

"Don't say that... he never hit me... I fell... that's what happened." Angel made a sad face. "Is it painful, mommy?" "Not at all, I am an adult. Now go to your room. Your personal aide, Christy, is already there. You should have a nice bath and a relaxing hair massage." She pouted. "Go on, baby." As soon as she left the room, I sighed heavily then touched the side of my eye. The pain stings sharply. "How on earth did she know?" Tears clouded my eyes and I let them flow. A knock, then the maid came in. "Ma'am, the doctor is here." "Please let her in." Doctor Rachael, my private doctor, walked in. "Oh my goodness, not again." I forced a smile. "Welcome. I told you I would see you sooner." She had a lot to say but chose quietness. She started attending to me. "You should be comfortable with me, you know. Marcus is a dangerous man, but you can trust me. I won't tell him anything." She swallowed. "I am worried about how much weight you've lost, Charlotte

HE IS BACK

"Be quick," I whispered nervously. She shoved the last of her instruments into her bag with trembling hands, followed by her prescription notepad while the bottle of pills for my bruise was left on the side table. “The vitamins,” I whispered. “Leave the vitamins.” She fumbled, placing a different, unlabeled bottle next to the first. Finally, she was done. She grabbed her bag while I quickly swept the bottles into the drawer of the bedside table. And just then the door handle was pulled. Rachael pasted on a professional smile, while I arranged my own face, faking a smile. Marcus stood at the doorway. His gaze swept the room, lingering on the doctor, then settling on me. “What do we have here? A doctor's visit?" he said with a smile as he approached us. His chilling blue eyes held a question that demanded an answer. I noticed Rachael's spine stiffen at his gaze. "Just a follow-up," I said, my voice deliberately light, though it threatened to crack. "Although I had a minor h

ALRIGHT TO ME

Angel ran into his arms, like a giggling bundle of joy.My eyes softened; seeing her like that was the only thing keeping me strong in this hell of a marriage."Daddy! You're home!""I am, my little star," he cooed, his voice transforming into a sweet one as he lifted her. The one he used to manipulate me years ago into thinking he was a different man."How was school today?""I scored a hundred in maths"."Well, not surprised.Your daddy is that smart too".Marcus said smiling at her."Mommy fell and hurt her eye"."Did she? She looks alright to me".He looked at me over her shoulder, his eyes hardening into a silent command.‘Fix your face. Now!’He didn't have to say it out audibly before I understood; it's something he does every time. But I am kind of grateful; he is a good father to Angel. At least I don't have to worry about her. I can live with the pain alone.I smoothed my expression and walked over to them, joining the performance."Did you have a nice bath, sweetheart?" I

ANSWER THAT CALL

“Mommy is not dumb,” Angel replied with a frown. “Sweetie, you should eat,” I said, trying to close the conversation before it turned into something else. When Angel finally focused on her food, I felt a bit relieved. She is a very active and outspoken child. I’m happy she didn’t take after my timid personality, but sometimes her inquisitiveness makes me uncomfortable because some truths are hard to tell. Still, she is very kind and understanding for her age. I raised my eyes and met Marcus’s cold blue gaze watching me over the rim of his wine glass. I faced my own plate and didn’t look up at him again. Just as dessert was being cleared for the main meal, Angela spoke up. “Mommy, Bella said my eyes and hair are scary.” “Why would she say that? There’s nothing scary about your eyes or your hair, sweetie,” I said, playing oblivious. Angela was born with the rarest grey eyes and a streak of white in her hair—a trait from my side of the family. Two of my half-broth

END THAT MARRIAGE

"It's nice to hear from you, Angela." I held back from saying how much I'd missed her. This was the first time I’d heard her voice in years. "Charlotte,you don't know how happy I am right now. I paid a lot to get your contact. How could you ghost your own family, Charlotte? You didn't even come to our wedding. Your family hasn’t laid eyes on you in five years. Honestly, what is going on? This isn’t normal. Getting married is on e thing then abandoning your friends and family is something else. What crime did we commit? We didn’t even get to see what your daughter looks like—you hide her from social media, too. I just don't know..." "Her name is Angel." I replied. "You named her after my nickname? That's so sweet. Now this is serious. I need to see her. My five kids need to meet their cousin." Angela marrying Musa wasn't surprising, but having five kids in the span of five years was. "Five kids?" I asked. "A set of twins first, then triplets. Pray for me." She re

HOW DARE YOU?!

“Musa, I… I have to go. I’m sorry.” Marcus walked over and took the phone from my hand before I could end the call. “Musa. A pleasure. But my lovely wife is tired. Don’t think of coming here to take her away. She is exactly where she belongs. This conversation is over.” “Hunter, you listen to me—” Musa didn't get the chance to complete his threatening words as Marcus turned and hurled the phone against the marble wall of the dining hall. The phone exploded into a shower of plastic and glass, scattering everywhere. I gasped, my eyes wide with shock. A scream of pure rage tore from my throat. I jumped up from my chair. “What is wrong with you?!" He turned back to me. “You dare raise your voice at me?” "That's my pho..." He backhanded me across the face right there at the table. The force snapped my head to the side, and I crashed into my chair, seeing stars. Silverware clattered to the floor. “MOMMY!” Angel’s tiny scream pierced the ringing in my ears.

I WANT MY DAUGHTER

I woke with a throbbing ache in my head and the mingled smells of food and medicine. My body felt heavy especially the back of my head,like it was stitched together by sleep and pain, but my mind snapped awake with a single, terrifying thought. My daughter. Just then, a voice spoke. “Madam, you are awake. Thank goodness.” I turned my head sharply, ignoring the dull throb that followed. Three of my personal maids, dressed in identical uniforms, stood beside the bed, their eyes rimmed with concern. They looked very relieved to see me awake. I tried to sit up and immediately felt hands press gently against my shoulders. “Madam, please,” the second urged. “You need to lie still.” “The doctor said you should eat when you wake up to regain your energy, then take your medicine and rest,” the third added. “If not, it could be fatal.” I wasn’t listening. I looked frantically around the room for my daughter and couldn’t find her. My heart began to pound. “Where is Angel?” My voice came

REGRET IT

After we were dressed, I forced my legs to move and took the cash I had hidden in a small box. Since Marcus was my manager, withdrawing money would be too risky. So I took the savings I hid without his knowledge. I used the a small bag to pack the clothes for Angel that I had instructed her personal aid to bring to my room. "Mommy, where are we going?" Angel asked seeing the bag. "We're going to the fun park," I replied. "You need to be cheered up, okay?" She looked at me not convinced but nodded. I was grateful for that. The maids exchanged glances. One of them decided to speak up. "Madam, please, it's not advisable. You are not fit to—" I gave her a look that made her stop mid-sentence. "You may leave. All of you." "Aren't we going with you? We always go with you." Gina asked. I stood, lifting my daughter onto my hip, her legs instinctively wrapping around me. I didn’t look at the maids. I didn’t say another word to answer Gina's question. I picked up the bag a

SAFETY

He sighed. "When will you be back?" I didn’t expect him to ask that. James was a very disciplined man, and my threats meant nothing to him. What power did I have to make him regret anything? He was supposed to follow Marcus’s orders, yet somehow he was about to help me. I blinked and looked up at him. "Huh?" "You said you want to go to the hospital,right?" "Yes..yes...Thank you, James. I appreciate it." I cried. "You should be quick. When will you be back?" "Let's see… evening or tomorrow morning. I promise you. Evening, I will be back." I lied. "You need to stay hidden from the paparazzi and the public eye. If he sees you, my life will be at risk." "I will do just that. Thank you!" "If you are not back by evening, I will inform Sir Marcus personally. And if he brings you back, this will be the last time I listen to you." It sounded terrifying, but I nodded in agreement. "I promise." Finally, James stepped back. “Very well, ma’am. We’ll notify the g

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